27 Oct 2025
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Balls the size of grapefruits . That makes smaller sized guys hate you . I bite off more than I can chew but I’ve ate through . More distasteful space than infinity can make prove . There’s a badder man than me on this planet . Fuckin static . Either there’s nothin or motherfuckers in panic wanna drum up some savage . Actin . I’ve had it . I’m an activist impassioned to cause havoc to all these so called philanthropists . That sit on their hands while they’re takin a shit . Ya dig ?
I’m a monstrous effort of “ F U’s “ . I’m out to prove death’s confused . Does it end ? Or Does it produce ? A new befuddlement for you to be consumed ? With ? Shit bitch . I’m into the mix , like the scratch and the scrape . Across that platinum wax before they started that magic of tapes . I’m what creates . The mind’s subtle choice to stay alive and see fate . Take shape . Like a clay pot in the hands of a sculptor . I’m the sculpture that stand on a rock as I hurl through . The universe’s pure rule .
Hey, listen, man, life's a wild ride, right? When I talk about being "a monstrous effort of 'F U’s'" and proving "death's confused," it's really about taking life's challenges head-on and not shying away. It's like Nietzsche said, we gotta live dangerously and push ourselves to be the best we can be. Life's a struggle, a constant push against the odds, like Sisyphus with that rock. You gotta be ready to defy expectations and keep going, despite the looming threat of death.
In the metaphorical sense, life and death aren't just endpoints; they're part of an ongoing cycle. Death isn't this big, scary boogeyman—it’s confused because we keep challenging it by living fully and embracing the absurdity of it all. It's about realizing that life is fragile, temporary, and that every moment counts. You've got to taste your food, enjoy your friends, and get right into the thick of it, man. That's what makes life meaningful.